White Noise

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Mystery and Crime  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: July 18, 2018

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Submitted: July 18, 2018



To underly being subliminal from the minds,

who for?

Who are you living for?

It’s so live that we don’t focus on it, obliterated by whitt on purpose.

To be the one up the floors, who knows when from the time,

what for?

What are you shooting for?

So scared that you pass out instead of run.

We’re left with cold water, that’s all the talk is about. 

You want to be that girl, everyone’s that girl, now that’s a wildfire. 

You don’t remember,

did you do well?

Before the two o’ twelve?

Not real.

Wear a mask to show and tell what you want to tell, you’re hanging from a wire.

You don’t hear at all the major, too much sound to hear the real deal.

One day, fall away from what you know is next to original, no doubt.

We lie for it.

We’re all next to usual, just go away.

We’re steady running while you’re still funding.

We will never know what’s under white noise.

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